The Lambertville record. [volume] (Lambertville, N.J.) 1872-1968, 1887-05-25

Mr.. Smith is engaged now in modelling
panels Spring, Summer, Autumn and Win
ter-for an elegant Fifth-avenue man
sion, and has also a fine group-a Flying Ba-
chante, and magnificent bronze vase on
exhibition; the first at the Academy, the
second at the Metropolitan Museum of Art.
The spring shows are the places that
afford the best opportunity for seeing spring
toilets, and of all of them the dog show is
the finest in this respect; dirty, ill-smelling,
filed with a yelping crowd of ours of every
degree, the most elegant women in New
York move about among them fondling,
caressing, taking their heads into their
silken caps, and apparently fearing nothing
from contact There are charming costumes
in gray, embroidered with oxidized silver,
in heliotrope silk and velvet, in soft shades
of brown, with yellow wash leather vests or
vests of canary-colored Canton Grape, and,
with them all, immense hats, decorated with
ribbon and flowers. At night the men
come in evening dress, with blossoms in
their buttonholes and light spring overcoats
thrown over their arms, and the spectacle is
really brilliant.
a very funny story is told apropos OF
which, it is asserted, is strictly true. Some
months ago young gentleman was casting
about for a wedding-gift to bestow on a lady
Of his acquaintance. He had just come into
possession of a minor haberdashery shop,
or what is called a dry goods store, which his
mother, who is a widow of means, had
bought out for him. He is nice young
fellow-not exactly college bred-always
preferred business" but fairly educated,
gentlemanly pattern boy to his
mother and very proud of his new proprietor
ship. While trying to decide the yexed ques-
ton of the wedding-gin his eye was struck
by the appearance, en- masse, of q case
newly arrived, of Colgates sachet powders,
soaps and perfumeries. Everybody knows
how pretty and attractive these things are in
their dainty boxes, hid with delicate ribbons
and breathing the fragrance of all the flow
ers that were ever gathered on the shores OF
Araby the best Happy thought He had
seen the lady make purchases at that very
counter He would send her a complete
supply Of Cashmere Bouquet and the rest
of it for wedding present. No sooner
thought than done, and the package was
sent the thing was off his mind and he rather
felt he had done it handsomely But his
satisfaction was of short duration. The next
day the package was returned to him with
curt little note "Miss Blank had not pur-
chased any Of the recently received contents
of his shop, and therefore returned them,
presuming there had been some mistake"
The poor fellow was stunned. Had he COM
mitted an egregious blunder, social crime ?
He determined to consult some one about it.
His mother, he felt, might be partial-per-
haps not even up to the etiquette of this
sort of thing-but he knew one young lady
the SWEETEST girl of his acquaintance, too
who could, he thought, give an opinion and
keep the secret as well. He called one even
ing and told her the whole story. "Was it
very bad thing to do, Miss D. Z" he asked
eagerly II wouldn't like to be considered
cad; didn't mean. HARM" Nor was there
any in what you did, Mr.. L." declared his
oracle, laughingly; ''people receive all sorts
of wedding presents; only hope somebody
will send me supply Of that lovely l-Mr.
L. what are you doing2" miss d., won't
you let me supply you always2" The young
fellow was on his knees, at least so they say,
and that was how the marriage came about.
which took place last Thursday to be fol-
lowed by departure tomorrow, for Europe,
where the happy bridegroom will unite bust
ness with pleasure. JENNY JUNE.